Poetry by Jade Thompson
Grounded
The grass is feathery and beautiful
it makes others laugh, smile and tickle inside.
They don’t want to look past it.
Till one noticed t
Shelter,
food,
water,
mates
is what we need to keep our race
but without a reason to live,
why keep doing it?
Hopes,
are balloons waiting to b
The rain drips down from the windows
to my soul
I hate to look through them by myself.
Maybe my tears,
they will wash my sins away.
Windex is wha
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